Of Tribunals, October 31st

William
There weren't any stars outside; William grimaced at the window. "...Fuck."

Neith
Her back is to him, one palm on the cold window. She sighs.

William
He rolled out of bed, shoving the sheets back where they were, "hey."

Neith
No clouds, no moon. Nothing. This troubles her. He has always troubled her.

William
"... you see it, too?" his breathing wasn't steady. They didn't touch.

Neith
Thanks to the window's reflection, her gaze meets his. Yes, William. She does.

William
What his reflection does and his body does are different. He turns; it doesn't.

Neith
"The tribunal is going to be the least of your problems," she says.

William
"Nobody is saying anything about this-" he gestures to the sky "- this is-"

Neith
"This is un-fucking-natural. I can't believe you--" She swallows. "You should've called sooner."

William
"I've seen this for years- I thought- it's never been real- it's never-"

Neith
"How has it not been REAL? William? It's your fucking Avatar. YOU never--"

William
"-at some point it fucking stops, okay?!" He pushed away from the window.

Neith
She whirls around, eyes flashing like knives drawn.

"YOU'RE SO--"

Oh look. Remote.

William
"I'M WHAT?!" It;s a good time to wear pants. Get on that, kiddo.

Neith
Alicia would cry. Neith flicks her wrist, sends the controller flying. At Will.

William
Pants were more important, but damn the remote hurt- "-Jeezus! What's your-"

Neith
"My name is Neith Adelaide al-Khalid bani Bonisagus, Breaker of the Inverse Pentacle--"

William
"-fucking Hell, are we going to use our titles now? If we are-"

Neith
"--and my problem is YOU'RE MY FRIEND. YOU BURNED OUT THE FUCKING SUN."

William
"FUCKING THINGS UP IS WHAT I'M GOOD AT! MY INTENT DOESN'T MATTER!"

Neith
Her nostrils flare. Her jaw sets.

Try ducking a flying ice bucket, WILLIAM.

William
He doesn't dodge; Will didn't make much noise on impact but did wince.

Neith
"WHO THE FUCK TOLD YOU THAT? KALEN? You're gonna listen to the--"

Breathe.

William
"-It's fucking true- Grace is calling to see if I'm salvagable-"

William
(William Charles Elijah Renee Faolan Holmes, Lethe's Emissary,)

Neith
She uses his Shadow Name. That's how he knows she's mad as hell.

William
It's enough to make him stop because she said his Whole Damn Name.

Neith
She turns around again. Crosses her arms.

"Do I mean nothing to you?"

William
"No!" he stopped, "I mean-"

Dumbass.

"You mean everything-"

Sigh.

"That sounds- ugh-"

Neith
"Sounds truer than anything else you've said in the last five minutes."

Dumbass.

William
"I don't want to leave you, and I don't want to die."

Neith
"Yeah, well," she sighs, "you're the one who decided to stay in Denver."

William
"Arguably, the sun could have gone out in Boston, too."

Neith
This is how you get hit with a lamp, Will.

William
[Ack! Dodge? +2 diff because your brain wants to hit you with a damn lamp]

Dice: 5 d10 TN8 (1, 1, 3, 3, 8) ( success x 1 )

William
The lamp makes a solid crack and now Will is on his ass.

Neith
"I really… I respect your autonomy, and I love you, but I wish..."

William
"You love me?"

Why does that hurt?

Neith
"Yeah." She fixes her gaze out at the starless sky. "Sucks, doesn't it."

William
"... I love you, too."  He looked at her; his reflection looked outside.

Neith
No more throwing. She does, however, knock over the padded desk chair. Telekinetically.